Muppet College Dorms: The Next Semester

[The Count]

Well... Just waiting to hear from Beth to know where we stand as to the new term's register. As for Count and Uncle Deadly? They're off counting potential spooks to add to the castle's roster while listening to Electric Mayhem music.

 

[The Count]

Mmmm... Sure has been quiet here lately.
*Notices Count just sort of playing with a bunch of bat cards and Uncle D copping himself a quiet nap on the couch. Heh, he'd better be careful, some spook might just decide to come and...

*Grizzled grayish smoke billows out of the fake furnace in our room, parting to reveal eventually—
Guest: Is it all fright if I...
Me: Well, seeing as how Sara and I are good fiends...
Guest: Thank you.
She cozies up to the drowsing dreaming dragon, careful not to rouse him from his rest in peace repose, twining tails amongst them.

 

[BeakerSqueedom]

Bunsen:
How many fingers am I holding up, dear?

Claudia:
(Gives a wacky smile)
Twelveteen!

Beaker:
Meep?

Dr. Van Neuter:
No, that's not an actual number.
She's out of it.

Beaker:
(Pats Claudia's back)
Meep. Mee, meee meee meee.

Claudia:
Yes, I am tired from today's activities.
I missed lunch...
I just ate dinner...

I'm so tired---hope you don't mind, mom.

Bunsen:
Beaker is not your mother...
This is severe.

Claudia:
Oh, yeah, I know who he is...
Joscar, when did you get here?

Mr. Jones:
Poor woman lost her mind!

Claudia:
D: Omg, a talking microphone.
KILL HIM!
(Chases her microphone dude)

Bunsen:
I've the tranquilizer!

 

[The Count]

Tranquilizer? Just pull his cord out. *Takes walking cane and goes out to the coffee shop as my roomies are currently enjoying a night-in with their respective ghoulfiends.

 

[The Count]

Returning to the Scene of the Crime.

Couple of hours have passed, Ed delighted at sampling a slice of the coffee house's newest specialty, Mississippi mudball pie with a glass of frosted milk that would send shivers down any spook's spine. The knob to Room #1 turns ever so slowly, as he doesn't wish to disturb the creepy couples inside. The television airs a long-ago forgotten monster movie noone quite knos the name of, but thrall to watch for the umpteenth time. Popcorn has been popped and black batty cherry soda served in glasses litter the armrests on either side of the casting couch. Satisfied at finding the scene, Ed swipes some casual clothes and sneaks out for a second time.

Returning changed and brushed and thoroughly ready for a good night's sleep, the sponsors are read in hushed tones.

Me: MC Dorms have been brought to you by the letter M for monster and movie... And by the number 4.
*The camera moves away to show two phantomly dragons and two violet vampires (one wearing her heirloom numbered necklace from 1 to 10) before fading out of focus.

Me: Good night... And don't let the batty bats bite.

 

[Muppet Newsgirl]

(gang is having clam chowder and garlic bread in the kitchen of room 7)

Nora: Sounds like it's movie night over at Ed's place...but who all is in there?
Scooter: Well, the other dragon has got to be Auntie Eleanor...and I think the other vampire is the Countess.
Erin: Which one? I mean, there were several: there's Countess Dahling von Dahling, and one simply called "the Countess," and...
Storyteller: Oh...Ed sent by a message that the tribute show for Richard will be up this weekend.
Erin: Excellent - it'll make the startup of classes a little more bearable.
Beige: I sent in a little blurb for them...I said that Richard once told me a bunch of jokes that were guaranteed to freak out the Cave's Oldest Fraggle.
Scooter: Did he tell you the one about the weasel, the chainsaw and the prune Danish?
Beige: He did.
Nora: How did it go?
Storyteller: (snapping fingers) Whatever it is, save it for after dinner.
Erin: Oh, is this one like the "world's deadliest joke" sketch that Monty Python did?

 

[theprawncracker]

Ryan: *yawns* So glad tomorrow's Friday...
Gonzo: Yeah! You only have to get through a test and a quiz before you get to enjoy a three day weekend!
Ryan: ...Thanks for reminding me.
Gonzo: *puts hand on Ryan's back* No problem, pal.
Ryan: *smirks* So have you been sticking to your New Year's resolution Gonzo?
Gonzo: I made one?
Ryan: Yes! You resolved to stop blowing up the kitchen!
Gonzo: Oh, that one! Sure, I've kept it!
Ryan: Great!
Gonzo: I've just blown up the couch instead!
Ryan: ...Fantastic...

 

[BeakerSqueedom]

Claudia:
Saturday...I dread it!

Bunsen:
You dread everything, Claudia.

Claudia:
Nuh-uh! That's not true!
Hip is feeling painful...it's been like that for years!
Chores are real heavy in the weekends.
-Sniffles-

Dr. Van Neuter:
Someone's being lazy.

Claudia:
(Turns the page of her book)
Whatever.
I'm an old geezer now.

Beaker:
Meep meep meep.
(Nods head)
Mee meee meee meee.

Claudia:
Wow, you're right, you've probably had more than 20 operations and an impressive collection of fractured bones.

I might not have a fractured hip...but the pain isn't nice.
It just feels like it's being ripped off. X_X

Speaking of ripping off limbs...
I'mma watch a gory horror movie.
(Giddly walks to the sofa and turns on the TV)

Bunsen:
I get queasy watching those...
(Shudders)

 

[The Count]

*Sneaks up and honks Squeeky's nose before disappearing back downstairs.

 

[BEAR]

Ernie: Hey, Bryan. Whatcha doin'?
Bryan: Watching 1 Vs. 100.
Bert: Is Oscar still on that show?
Bryan: Yeah, I guess so.
Cookie: No wonder he not around much. Me miss him.
Bryan: Me too. The trash is piling up.